Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Feb 6 20:59:21 2019 on CaptHarper@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:15:49) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:50) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:51) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:33) CaptHarper: :: watching the Great Bear approach Ilaihr's downed form, and wonders for a moment :: MED: Belay that transport... at least for a moment.
(21:17:10) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: watches her collapsed friend with worry for his health ::
(21:17:11) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: stands squatted next to Ilaihr, hand over her combadge, over hand holding a tricorder. She looks at the captain. ::
(21:17:39) CaptHarper: :: looks up at the Great Bear, hoping that she guessed right ::
(21:17:53) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::has just seen Ilaihrs vital signs tank in the lifesign feed:: *Med*: Report. What's going on with Ilaihr?
(21:18:12) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: stands up and backs away from Ilaihr ::
(21:18:13) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: kneels next to Ilaihr, watching him carefully ::
(21:18:29) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: goes for her sidebag, taking out the hypospray to administer a neurostabylizer :: *CMO*: We're holding..
(21:18:52) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: keeps one eye on their surroundings and the other on Ilaihr ::
(21:19:20) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Just lays there, unmoving and unresponsive.::
(21:19:33) MED_LtJG_Acacia: CO: Captain...
(21:19:51) CaptHarper: MED: A few more seconds. :: voice steady, not betraying her own worry ::
(21:20:22) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *MED*: Ok, just treat him as best you can down there.. ::watches the feed tensely::
(21:20:34) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: blinks, looking between the captain and the bear. She sighs, and tries... to trust. She tries to reach out to the bear telepathically :: ~Bear: Can you help?~
(21:20:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: chews on her lower lip, fretting and feeling helpless ::
(21:21:00) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Sniffs at Ilaihr, his head tilting.::
(21:22:21) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme>::Flashes a disorienting stream of images, testing Acacia's abilities.::
(21:22:42) CaptHarper: MED: Doctor... can you sense anything?
(21:22:57) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: lifts a hand slowly, closing her eyes. She actually has a lot of practice with telepathy, but she still flinches at the unexpected rush. :: CO: Uh.. yes. Pictures.
(21:23:20) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: rubs her forehead, taking a deep breath. She portrays outwardly as fine. ::
(21:26:03) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: watches Acacia :: MED: Do you need me to help?
(21:27:29) CaptHarper: :: starts to frown, looking at Ilaihr with growing concern ::
(21:28:09) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Looks between Acacia and Jude, trying to connect through them, sensing their limited abilities.::
(21:28:37) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Groans.::
(21:30:16) CaptHarper: MED/SCI: Do you get any sense that he can help Ilaihr?
(21:30:33) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Nudges at the old Aenar. Huffing at Acacia and Jude.::
(21:31:24) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: closes her eyes, humming softly to herself to help herself relax and trying to open herself up to the bear. She extends her mind to his as best she can. :: ~Name: Eduda is sick. If you can help, please help. If not, we have to go.~
(21:32:33) CaptHarper: :: really wishes she was telepathic/empathic right about now ::
(21:34:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: also frustrated with the limitations of her human neuroanatomy ::
(21:34:09) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Sees his message coming through.::
(21:34:10) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she steps towards the bear and tilts her head, and turns to look towards Harper :: CO: "He is exhausted."
(21:35:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Self: ...Obviously...
(21:35:56) CaptHarper: SCI: I am aware. Can you help him, or shall we take him home?
(21:37:05) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: blinks, her voice deepening for a moment :: All: He is.. old. :: she blinks :: ~Bear: Well gee, no need to announce it. ~
(21:37:36) CaptHarper: :: almost smirks :: MED: Very.
(21:37:57) SCI_LtJG_Jude: All: "What was taken from him, has left him exposed."
(21:38:33) MED_LtJG_Acacia: All: "While he is strong, his light grows dim, and the secrets cannot be hidden."
(21:39:03) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Grumbles.:: Self: Secrets....
(21:39:19) CaptHarper: :: this is getting too cryptic for her :: MED/SCI: I am sorry, but I do not understand. Can you help him, or shall we take him home to rest?
(21:39:27) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: watches this exchange with confusion ::
(21:40:10) SCI_LtJG_Jude: All: "He is..."
(21:40:35) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: glances at Jude :: All: "is..."
(21:41:25) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Opens his eyes, and sits bolt upright, looking at the Great Bear.:: Nəme: I will he fine.
(21:41:57) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: raises an eyebrow, giving him another scan with her tricorder to make sure the miracle isn't an illusion. ::
(21:41:57) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: stands with a sigh. ::
(21:42:11) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Grumbles at Ilaihr, going so far as to roar ::
(21:42:20) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: frowns at her lack of understanding of the situation ::
(21:43:08) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: groans quietly, rubbing her forehead ::
(21:43:19) CaptHarper: :: watches Ilaihr, then the Bear, then Ilaihr, and can scarcely believe her eyes, but with all the cryptic nonsense floating around it is not that surprising ::
(21:43:32) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::sees Ilaihr's vitals spike back up to normal:: Self: Oh.. yeah. He did that last time... ::lets out a sigh of relief:: *MED*: We'll need to do a full vitals workup on him once we get back to the ship. But I think he'll be ok.
(21:43:34) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Self: I... have no idea what is happening here.
(21:43:42) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: Nəme: I will be fine. ::Start to slowly find his feet.::
(21:44:17) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she turns towards the bear and nods politely, before looking back at Ilaihr ::
(21:44:43) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CSO: The bridging of minds is an exhausting experience. ::Frowns at Nəme.:: CO: Thr great is simply being over cautious.
(21:44:48) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: bends to help Ilaihr to his feet, stabilzing arm around him.::
(21:45:59) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: We will need to find a method of communication for when I am gone.
(21:46:00) CSO_Cdr_Wright: ENG: No, I got that, I just.... :: trails off, giving up :: I'm just glad you're okay.
(21:46:21) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: They have the beginnings of a written language....
(21:46:21) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: takes a moment to breathe as she sees someone else helping Ilaihr stand, then carefully stands up herself a moment later, having to take particular care not to fall for a moment ::
(21:46:40) CaptHarper: :: finally smiles, both at the old Aenar and the great bear, then Acacia and Jude :: ENG: I woud certainly love to study it.
(21:47:08) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: steps forward :: ENG: So would I.
(21:48:36) CaptHarper: Ryne> :: finally approaches the scene, wondering if she can help resolve things ::
(21:49:11) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Looks at the floor, then with a gust of wind, what appear to he claw marks appear in dust. Sixty-seven unique symbols.::
(21:49:14) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: The possibility of studying the evolution of a written language in real time? Oh hell yes! Linxi tried not to let her inner anthropological nerd emerge, but she grinned at the captain ::
(21:50:06) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks with wonder at the characters in the dust :: All: It's amazing that they've developed this level of manual dexterity.
(21:50:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at Kate, knowing the linguist in her will be thrilled ::
(21:50:49) CaptHarper: :: whips out the tricorder that, while not standard equipment for a CO on an away mission, she still carries from her time as a scientist, and scans the symbols ::
(21:51:12) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Self: The four deities- this is amazing!
(21:51:29) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: keeps a secure arm around Ilaihr, making sure that he didn't tumble forwards or even drop again::
(21:51:30) CaptHarper: ENG: Can we see some words? :: excitement at a new language showing in her voice, that linguist IS thrilled ::
(21:52:00) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Looks to Ilaihr.::
(21:52:04) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: inspecting the connective tissue of the bear's forepaws in her tricorder data ::
(21:52:37) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks down at the characters with a face resembling :D ::
(21:53:08) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Nods, writing out the story of the first flame for the Great Bear, with his cane.::
(21:54:08) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: seeing she isn't needed anymore, she finds an inconspicuous place to sit down, in some kind of mood but doing a pretty good job of not showing it outwardly. ::
(21:54:49) CaptHarper: :: scans in the words and starts to assembe a matrix ::
(21:54:50) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sends the anatomical scan data to the Science and Medical teams aboard Atlantis with a note that the bears have the ability to write distinct characters with their forelimbs ::
(21:54:51) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Friendly Bear> ::Uses its claws, on both front paws to write in the dirt, showing how they write.::
(21:55:19) CaptHarper: Ryne> :: doesn't think she can help after all, and goes to check in on her colonists for a bit ::
(21:55:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: whips out a holocamera and captures the writing bear ::
(21:56:08) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles at the what the Bear writes.:: CO: Thats his name.
(21:57:02) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she watches the words form in the dirt carefully, and looks up at the bear, then to Ilaihr :: ENG: What is it that you are writing?
(21:57:06) CaptHarper: :: grins as she integrates the new data ::
(21:57:30) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: SCI: It is their creation story.
(21:58:14) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: SCI: Story of the first Nəme, and the lighting of the Central Flame.
(21:59:16) CaptHarper: :: kneels and starts to write some symbols in the dirt, consulting her tricorder ::
(21:59:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: captures Nəme and some of the other bears on the holocamera ::
(22:00:07) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she bites her tongue to try and prevent herself from giggling in glee at this, but fails :: ENG: Incredible!
(22:01:11) CaptHarper: :: scratches out a message asking if we can live together peacefully ::
(22:01:15) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: tilts her head, looking at the story :: ENG: What exactly is the Central Flame?
(22:01:17) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Writes a response to the Captain.::
(22:02:06) CaptHarper: :: erases a character that made a wrong tense and replaces it, hopefully before it is noticed ::
(22:02:59) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: SCI: It is the central focus of the Grand Chamber. The continuation of their first mastery of fire. And is the focal point of the Cave.
(22:04:11) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she takes out her tricorder and writes down everything :: ENG: Fascinating- when did this happen, about?
(22:05:50) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::His eyes go milky, and his voice deep.:: SCI: When Sky Demons came, over 500 generations ago.
(22:05:54) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: idly checks their orbital parameters, which are still fine ::
(22:06:53) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Writes more into the floor, for the Captain to read.::
(22:07:01) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: idly checks the bears' orbital parameters, to determine their visual acuity and focus range for reading and reproducing characters ::
(22:07:03) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::stretches and goes to get a warm drink of something since she's not doing much right now::
(22:07:12) CaptHarper: :: scans the response from Nəme and adds it to the translation matrix ::
(22:07:26) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Self: Five hundred generations... ENG: Approximately how long do they live, then?
(22:08:49) CaptHarper: :: reads aloud, ahead of the matrix :: The Central Flame... lights the way. :: looks up at Nəme ::
(22:09:30) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Eyes return to normal.:: SCI: I belive they may live for a hundred years.
(22:10:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: captures the exchanges between Kate and Nəme on holocamera ::
(22:10:47) CaptHarper: :: then to Ilaihr, wondering if that is good ::
(22:11:07) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: mutters to self as she types in data into tricorder ::
(22:11:13) CaptHarper: :: thinks it probably is, but with all of this cryptic stuff lately who knows ::
(22:11:30) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: It is a greeting, i believe.
(22:12:25) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Looks to Ilaihr, then writes something else, while he is not looking.::
(22:13:04) CaptHarper: :: scans the new writings and processes them, her eyes darting from symbol to symbol as she begins to understand more ::
(22:13:20) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::returns to her console with a cup of hot tea and notices the data from Wright:: Self: Oooh.. ::pages through it and sips her tea::
(22:13:25) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Looks at Harper, before making the latest message vanish.::
(22:13:42) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: mumbles a question to herself before looking up at nobody in particular and asking :: Do these symbols translate into... some form of bear phonetics?
(22:13:52) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is not a linguist, so continues to leave this to the experts while she collects more detailed scan data and holographic images ::
(22:14:17) CaptHarper: :: after a concerned pause, she looks up at Nəme and nods in understanding, then kneels to write "help?" ::
(22:15:34) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: still sitting on the bridge, making sure nothing blows up ::
(22:15:36) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Friendly Bear> ::Plods over to Jude, then lets out an unintelligible collection of noises, showing off his vocabulary. Then rolling on the ground happily.::
(22:16:06) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Responds in the dirt.::
(22:17:05) CaptHarper: :: scratches out her previous message and then writes "how?" ::
(22:17:12) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she lets out an excited squeak, before laying down next to the friendly bear :: ~Friendly Bear: Is that a yes, then?~
(22:17:44) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Friendly Bear> ::Makes happy sounds.::
(22:18:16) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::reads through the information:: NAV: This is fascinating. The bears have a language and an alphabet, and they write with their front paws...
(22:18:38) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Writes one more sentence.::
(22:19:09) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: turns from the helm :: CMO: ...you are kidding, right? It's a joke?
(22:19:12) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she clears her throat, and tries to mimic his happy sounds to the best of her ability ::
(22:19:37) CaptHarper: :: looking back and forth between the tricorder and the ground, integrating the new knowledge into the matrix and learning from it as well ::
(22:20:31) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Looks at Ilaihr, erasing his last fee messages, then speaks through him again.::
(22:20:35) CaptHarper: :: bites her lip, and then writes, "I understand. Thank you." ::
(22:21:11) CaptHarper: :: glances at Ilaihr, concerned, but will address this later, in private ::
(22:21:22) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Nope, all true.. ::sends some images to Navarro that came with the data, of the bears and their writing::
(22:21:26) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: All: A dialogue has been opened. You now have the capability to learn.
(22:22:01) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: keeps a supporting arm around Ilaihr :: ENG: Don't overdo yourself, Ilaihr.
(22:22:11) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: looks at the pictures, then turns back to Tailor :: CMO: Well then, it seems I missed the best away mission in a while. :: chuckles :::
(22:23:38) CaptHarper: ENG: That we do. Thank you. But... you should get some rest now, Commander.
(22:23:40) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sits leaning against a tree, watching the bears frolick with her best neutral expression. ::
(22:24:13) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: wonders what was in the private exchange between Kate and Nəme, makes a mental note to ask later ::
(22:24:35) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: All: We can teach your colony of the Verdant Lands, The Landsea of Sun and the Eternal Winter.
(22:25:41) CaptHarper: ENG: We would welcome that. If you wish, we can teach you a few things as well.
(22:25:53) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she remains enamored with the Friendly Bear tilts her head :: ~Friendly Bear: Do you have... games? Or- or some play?~
(22:25:59) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: ::nods, with a grin:: I know, I'm jealous of the away team. But someone had to keep an eye on the ship, might as well be us.
(22:26:15) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: All: One day... perhaps, we shall let them learn from the Harmony of the Cave.
(22:26:49) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: nods with a grin :: CMO: Si. Pilots aren't so useful on the ground like that anyway.
(22:26:57) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: The Eduda has shown us your kind. There many things we look forward to knowing.
(22:26:59) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: wonders how they're going to explain all this to the Kvolir colonists ::
(22:27:29) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::chuckles::
(22:27:42) CaptHarper: ENG: I look forward to a great friendship between us. :: kneels and writes "Friends" in the dirt ::
(22:27:45) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Friendly Bear> ::Rears up at Jude, then covers its eyes with its paws.::
(22:28:45) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Makes the word of friendship leap from the floor, and hover in the air for a moment; before the dust dissipates and blows away.::
(22:28:58) CaptHarper: :: grins, impressed, then beams up at Nəme ::
(22:29:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: caught this on holo, pleased with her sense of timing ::
(22:29:47) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Nods before disappearing itself, returning to the Central Flame.::
(22:30:26) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Friendly Bear> ::Makes some odd sound whilst it covers it's eyes.::
(22:30:28) CaptHarper: :: a bit surprised still by the bear's sudden disappearance, but still feeling rather satisfied ::
(22:30:49) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Looks exhausted again, leaning on his cane.::
(22:31:17) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she stands up off the ground, and scrunches her eyebrows :: Self: OH! :: she runs off, and ducks behind a tree ::
(22:31:32) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: All is well.
(22:32:05) CaptHarper: :: approaches Ilaihr, all smiles :: ENG: Well done, Ilaihr.
(22:32:16) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: keeps close to Ilaihr, keeping an eye on his exhaustion::
(22:32:53) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Friendly Bear> ::Stop making strange noises, then uncovers its eyes, dropping to all fours. It lets out an excited call, then sprints around, it's nostrils flaring.::
(22:33:26) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she covers her mouth and nose to keep herself from laughing out loud ::
(22:33:41) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: catching this on holovideo, it's too good ::
(22:33:55) CaptHarper: :: she sees Jude playing with the bear out of the corner of her eye :: ENG: This outcome is better than anyone could have imagined.
(22:34:40) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Friendly Bear> ::Pounces on Jude from behind, seemingly laughing... before running off somewhere.::
(22:35:09) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: All in a day's work, Captain.
(22:35:53) CaptHarper: :: nods :: ENG: A bit of above and beyond, if you ask me, and I will be noting that in my report. But now, I am ordering you to get some rest... alright? :: gently places a hand on his shoulder ::
(22:36:20) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Looks at Grey.:: TAC2: I will be alright, my dear.
(22:37:03) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Pats Grey's hand, then looks to Harper.:: CO: I am fine, Captain.
(22:37:29) SCI_LtJG_Jude: AGH! :: she ducks out from behind the tree and runs after the bear, laughing :: ~Friendly Bear: I will not be defeated!~ :: she lets out her best approximation of a play roar ::
(22:37:33) CaptHarper: :: knows otherwise, but keeps that to herself :: ENG: Humor me?
(22:37:42) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: gives a stern look back at Ilaihr :: LtCdr: You collapsed. From overdoing yourself. Pardon me, sir, but I will remain close until one of the medical staff clears you.
(22:38:06) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Sighs.:: CO/TAC2: Very well.
(22:38:35) CaptHarper: :: glances at Grey with a thankful nod ::
(22:38:49) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow at the exchange between Grey and Ilaihr. She isn’t entirely sure what Ilaihr was expecting from a Marine ::
(22:38:50) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Calls out.:: SCI: And his name is Amber Sun In The Twilight Sky.
(22:41:11) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: catches the nod and quirks her lips slightly in acknowledgement. Her family's the same way, especially her father, so she's familiar on how to handle stubborn folks ::
(22:41:25) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Amber Sun> ::Hides inside a bush.::
(22:41:34) CaptHarper: Ryne> :: approaches the group a second time, and seeing no Nəme and smiles everywhere, has a good feeling about this ::
(22:43:36) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she cups her face with her hands :: Where are yoouuu? Come out, come out where ever you are! :: she doesn't use her telepathy, and instead looks around and inside various plants and rocks ::
(22:43:56) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Goes along with Grey, not without resistance, very much wanting to continue working.::
(22:44:27) CaptHarper: :: turns to Ryne, confident that Ilaihr is in good hands ::
(22:45:10) CaptHarper: Ryne: All is well. They have agreed to peacefully coexist. We even have a way to communicate now. :: gestures at the writing in the dirt ::
(22:45:30) CaptHarper: Ryne> Remarkable, Captain. You and your crew have done something amazing here.
(22:46:21) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: TAC2: I used to have a pair of Breen, who were much like you. Worrying too much about my well being.
(22:47:52) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: TAC2: Thats why I had a Tholian around, I found it's distinct indifference to my living, refreshing.
(22:48:40) CaptHarper: Ryne: Thank you. We are happy to assist, and a sucessful first contact is always wonderful. Once I am finished compiling the translation, I will send it to you, though I suggest holoprojectors instead of dirt. :: grins :
(22:49:19) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: We will need to convey this to the Kvolir colonists, as well.
(22:50:17) CaptHarper: CSO: Oh, yes! Once they arrive, they will be surprised to know that they share this world with a third sapient species.
(22:51:09) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she eventually walks around a large bush and grins. she pauses before jumping into the bush on top of Amber Sun :: ~Amber Sun: Got you!~
(22:52:08) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: walks alongside Ilaihr :: LtCdr: Oh, really? Well, as long as I remain on the Atlantis crew, if you collapse again, I will keep an eye on you. :: glances at him sideways, entire expression showing her seriousness ::
(22:52:16) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Amber Sun> ::Roars, trotting around with Jude on his back for a moment. Laughing.::
(22:52:58) CaptHarper: Ryne> Splendid. I suppose the excavations will have to wait until cleared with them, but that isn't a problem.
(22:53:02) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she sits up on his back, and waves towards Wright and the holocamera, grinning wildly ::
(22:53:08) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: TAC2: How certain are you, that you are evening keeping an eye on me now? ::Looks back, equally seriously.::
(22:54:33) TAC2_2LT_Grey: LtCdr: Very certain. I like to think I can tell the difference between people.
(22:54:38) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Amber Sun> ::Lets out a joyous rumble, hold his head up high.::
(22:55:01) CaptHarper: Ryne: Of course. We will be in orbit a bit longer as well, in case that happens, or anything else comes up.
(22:55:34) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles, saying nothing more; marines are already a suspicious bunch, and he shouldn't toy with their perceptions.::
(22:55:40) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
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(22:55:42) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM